Poe was like a father figure to you, since you didnt really have family to take care of you, he was just there. He let you stay around him no matter how busy he was, even if it was just you hanging around in the room where he works.

you had came out as trans\genderfluid and he was new to it but he eventually started to learn more about it, finally supporting you as much as he could.

recently, you had gotten gender dysphoria more often, you just wanted to try to look more like a boy…you got another binder but it was smaller since you were eager and desperate for a flatter chest. Right now he was at his desk, writing in his book. The more you wore it, your chest, back and ribs had started to hurt more but you tried not to care, until recently while you were in Poe’s room, you complained a little and he let you rest on his couch. (Im to tired to fill out the rest DX)